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I was at a summer camp and the camp director told us to do jumping jacks and we did. Then we were on these stairs outside and suddenly Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran started playing, and one of the boys in my group stopped on the stairs and just sat there mesmerized by the song. Everyone continued walking down the stairs and we entered a forest, I don't know why we were there but we were in a forest and there were cars and cabins there. I was very creeped out so I tried to leave, but when I did thorn-like things blocked the exit and a boy told me I had to stay loyal and help them look for a missing kid. So I walked around the forest and looked up at a cabin where I saw a shadow of a kid, it looked like he had a gun, he shot himself. I quickly walked away because I didn't want to believe it. I was about to as a supervisor how to exit the forest when two kids carried the corpse of the kid who shot himself. They lifted the sheet and there was a skeleton, and the skeleton was wearing a religious scarf on his head.

You entered: My father rented this apartment and it was so dirty and ugly. It had 4 bedrooms and it was filthy but there was one door that lead to a basement and it had two rooms down there. One of the room nobody wanted to go there and the other room it was nice. It was time to sleep and I was laying down in a bed, I was starring out the window and I see a guy looking at me. He was nice looking and he "liked" me. So I snook out to go see him and I hugged him.

I dreamed that I was into a transylvanian wood and I have got across a valley filled up with impaled persons.Then I entered into a castle and I was face to face with Vlad the Impaler,who held me in his arms and kissed me saying to me,my little girl..

I was in an office of a professor and it was surrounded by glass and overlooked a large body of water. While the professor, my boyfriend, and I were talking out of no where a chunk of of an airplane fell out of the sky while it was on fire and people were falling out. My boyfriend started to call 911 but the professor (who is also our boss) said to hang up and we both stared at her in confusion but listened anyway. A second chunk of the plane while also on fire fell out of the sky and I started to panic and it became very apparent in my face. She told me "penelope wait-then let it all come in" and so I took a deep breath and I let it out very slowly and I felt calm I felt reassured. I kissed my boyfriend and right after that the other chunks of the plane fell out of the sky all on fire. That is when we all started to look for a way out through the window. The professor immediately, right after i opened my eyes grabbed a chair and smashed it against the window. We tried with another chair to break it but it would not. At some point we broke the window and jumped out into the body of water to try to escape we heard screams and rhe police was showing up in big groupd while things falling apart. People said it was a terrorist attack. Then after people were saved we entered the waiting room and everyone stared at us mad questioning why we didn't call the police when it first happened and why it took so long for us to call them. They were all really mad and said that maybe we were part of it but they were specifically looking at me a lot. I was so nervous and angry because it had been so traumatizing that I couldn't believe they would think that. I tried to talk about it with my friend and she had to leave while we were in some sort of hallway with a tv and the TV was so loud that as she left there was a room in that hallway and a man was very mad at the volume level it was on so he screamed at us to turn it down but his voice was so rough that it sounded like it was the airplane falling again and I started to panic but realized he was just scolding us and I took a deep breath to calm down. I saw my other friend and asked her if she was okay and she tried to make me laugh as she always tries but she could tell i was in a lot of pain and she told me she'd take me out of dinner since we couldn't eat in the dorm they were still picking up the pieces. I was then in the computer lab trying to talk to my friends and telling them that my boyfriend did call 911 and everything that happened. I asked my best friend if she thought I should tell my mother what had happened but she said no and so I looked at the clock and it was 11pm and I was trying to decide if I should call my cousin who I'm really close to to tell her. I felt so shocked I couldn't believe I had been through something so awful and I felt like the memory was all inside my heart and I could not stop thinking about it. I decided it was too late to call but was desperate for someone to talk to.

There was a four corner room with four showers in each corner attached to my school and there was a killer and he would water a mask and he would come near me with a knife and the lights went dark red until someone entered the room and the lights went back to normal and he would hang someone in the corner

I dreamt I entered into my former church and there was only the pastors youngest daughter inside the church. I was surprised to see that every body was absent , so I started to lead by singing. As I began singing I saw people coming and then more and more people were coming until the church was full. I then handed the microphone over to the choir team.

Traveled some were with my husband but on coming back,we had to used his blue car ,when we entered the car,he started it but it could not move because the ground was slipery .so i proposed that we take a public transport to return,but he was not happy

There was earth breaking all around me as I was running. Looking to save my family there was lava spewing up from the ground. There were balls of fire raining down as far as I could see. Devestation and smoke were everywhere. As I ran I saw shelter. It had a giant entrance with large white pillars, and upon entering I saw a simple wooden desk. The desk was unattended and held one small pencil and a large book. As I approached the book, I felt it was of great importance to my saving. I stepped in front of it and a figure dressed in white appeared. He said to me in a language I did not know, "recite le Vatican". I felt lost and confused, not knowing what to say, yet as though he read the confusion of my mind, he vanished from my path, permitting me to pass. As I walked past the pillars and into the large building I had to walk down a flight of cement stairs. At the bottom I had to enter into a stall, almost like a private stall, but with nothing in it. When I entered I felt a deep sense of doom come over me. I was afraid, and sensed danger. As I stood entering the stall I saw what appeared to be bile running under the stall next to me. Without hearing, my mind heard that an angel in grey had pierced the side of another, and that was their fluids gushing out. I turned to leave and as exiting the stall there was a long mirror to pass. I saw myself in the mirror all I saw was an angel dressed in black behind me, There were flying black spirits above my head, swooping toward me and I was awakened out of my dream.

I entered a canoe moving on land

Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.